In '69 she bore a son.
Years gone by, as if by fate,
She's known by Mom, Gran and Great!
From her son, this message flew...
Happy Birthday, Mom, to you!
Once there was a woman young,
In '69 she bore a son. Years gone by, as if by fate, She's known by Mom, Gran and Great! From her son, this message flew... Happy Birthday, Mom, to you!
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Criss F. RosenlofOn this page, I document the poetry I have written. I will also write a little bit about the poem if I feel the need. Archives
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